Toasted

Adult outside| Child inside, dreaming big dreams which are yet to fulfill, chasing one another.

[viraah]

I want everyone to know that @findyourmeraki is the sweetest angel on this app. she really is. I know cause I saw her wings and they are really shiny and luminescent and pearly and huge and bigger than maleficent's and fluffier than lucifer's and just straight up enticing stupefying charming just like her.

[viraah]

+ she sends the best anon asks but I am basically gender swapped sherlock holmes so she couldn't keep it anon for long

[findyourmeraki]

I don't think my words can express my feelings and emotions what I feel after reading this but I want to say that:- You looked at me and somehow found wings where I only ever saw an ordinary soul trying its best. Yet you spoke of me as if I were something celestial, something worthy of wonder, and that kind of kindness leaves me speechless yaar itna kuch keh diya apne toh...

If my wings are luminescent, then it is because your heart is the light that touches them. If they are vast, it is because your love and belief give them room to unfold. And if they seem beautiful, it is because you chose to see beauty in me when I never thought to look for it myself.

Every description, every impossible comparison, every ounce of affection which you knitted into your message has settled gently into my heart, and shows how beautiful you are inside outside. Lots of love to you. Thank you so much I'm out of my words I literally bow down for you in gratitude ✨🤍

[findyourmeraki]

When I thought I was finally okay, I found myself wondering why the tears still came. Maybe they were the emotions I had been holding back for so long, quietly waiting for their chance to find a way out. Looking back, I realize I was the one who pushed myself the hardest. Even when I kept saying I was okay, perhaps I was only trying to endure everything until the very end, carrying more than I ever admitted.

Yet somehow, I made it this far. Through every difficult day, every silent struggle, and every moment when I felt I had to keep going no matter what, I endured. And in the end, I learned that the person who would always be there to comfort me was myself.

[findyourmeraki]

The gentlest souls often bear the heaviest weight of other's thoughtlessness.

[bibibby]

the devil couldn’t reach me so it made me yearn for everyone and everything i’ve ever loved

[findyourmeraki]

I am in love with this quote:-

If the rain that touches your skin travelled miles to find you, then so will everything that is meant for you.

[findyourmeraki]

BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD! Once you are given this award you're supposed to paste it in the asks of 8 (or more) people who deserve it. If you break the chain nothing happens, but it's sweet to know someone thinks you're beautiful inside and out <3

Aww thank you @itsmesuhasini ! Right back at you 🥰

I love to tag people instead of filling their inboxes @viraah @silvesh-grace2806 @decaffeinatedladytale @oldersiblingcurse @goddessdivineee @laterkiss @anouchan-jpg @andromedalone

[silvesh-grace2806]

@findyourmeraki Hey Stranger! Dance, Dance, Dance!!!!!

And that's a book you know. Haruki Murakami. 🤓 I almost read that and didn’t. 😂😂😂😂😂 But really want too.

[findyourmeraki]

This one 🧐

[aidashakur]

Healing happens in circles, not lines. You will return to old places with new eyes.

[findyourmeraki]

have a spectacular day <3333

Only if you promise to have one too 💛

[2ndguessing]

i wish i knew how to love myself the way i love others

[findyourmeraki]

There are times when the whole house seems like a court. Every silence is a charge.

Every question dresses up as worry but carries the weight of disappointment..

*Why did you take this route?*

*Couldn’t you choose something easier or safer?*

*Are you ever going to start making us proud or look successful to us?*

And I sit there, calmly smiling at my tea which slowly turning cold on the table, while the discussion, stripped off like paint on a wall which I put together with my bare hands.

They do not know the nights how i've managed to survive.

They do not know the versions of me that died silently in order so this version of me could breathe. To them, my existence is a deviation.

A prolonged error with nice words.

And now I start questioning myself, doubting too hard. May be they are right. May be the dream is too fragile.

Maybe the years have been wasted in the wrong flames.

And then-

in a ordinary afternoon, under flashing tube lights and unfinished conversation, knock at my college hall

someone younger than me whispers: Hi, do you know

*"I want to be like you, one day."*

No thunder.

No grand music.

Just a sentence.

Suddenly, every scar within me stops aching.

Because somewhere, unbeknownst to me, I proved them that survival can be graceful someone watch the way how I carried failure without becoming cruel. And in their eyes I were not lost. I were becoming.

The people closest to me may only measure my stability. While stranger notice the courage. They saw the fire. And for the first time in a long while I stop mourning the life I could have lived, because somewhere someone already chosen my footsteps.

[viraah]

Philoctetes

do you know unexpressed grief sleeps in your chest? (behind the sternum somewhere in the mediastinum) do you know one treacherous organ resides there? (right in the middle pumping the blood) do you know blood clots the wound? (rushes in like healing and calling itself mercy) do you know sometimes wounds rot while they regenerate? (even decay knows how to keep a body warm for a while) do you know the ribs are only a cage in theory? (grief has always known how to seep through the bones) do you know unexpressed grief does not sleep forever? (one day it learns your voice and wakes up in your head)

— fakepoetess

[findyourmeraki]

who is your favourite artist?

Choosing a favorite artist feels impossible for me it changes with my mood,my season, my heartbreaks, and the version of me that exists the day I want to listen. Some voices feel like late-night drives, some like old letters, some like healing.

So yeah here it is Amrinder Gill and Satinder Sartaaj both have a touch of smoothness. Some days belong to Sunidhi Chauhan and Sherya Ghoshal voices that can turn emotions into storms.

And when nostalgia quietly sits beside me, I run towards my room window after a rain. Legends like Mohammed Rafi Kishore Kumar, R. D. Burman, and Lata Mangeshkar.

Then there are nights painted in the melancholy of Lana Del Rey, the softness of Gracie Abrams, and timeless classics from Ben E. King.

So honestly, I don’t think I have one favorite artist. I just have artists who find me exactly when I need them most. Right now I love and admire the artist who send me this ask and currently stealing all my attention towards💕

[findyourmeraki]

Forgive yourself for looking for love in all the wrong places..

[findyourmeraki]

Some hearts survive, mine drowns in every emotion.

[findyourmeraki]

what if I don't have any meraki?

It's okay if you don't have any meraki now, even forest look lifeless in winter. Its all about the time but I believe that everyone have something that leaves traces of them behind it's may be your care, your attention, your intentions, your quiet signature. Maybe meraki may not arrive like lighting.

Sometimes meraki appears softly in the way you brew words, fix broken things build something, listen to people, or stay awake thinking idea that refuses to leave you alone.

Find the thing that makes your hands move without force. The thing that pulls you closer instead of demanding effort. And still if you have not found it yet. Then it's okay, everything take time, one day definitely your soul will met it's favourite language.

[findyourmeraki]

"When the world is asleep, thinkers stay awake writing down their thoughts and called it poetry."